Bubba Bear Quotes & Sayings

Trust and surrender to the process of your divinely feminine unfolding. — Shann Vander Leek

Scratch a pessimist and you will often find a defender of privilege. — William Beveridge

You learn to forgive (the South) for its narrow mind and growing pains because it has a huge heart. You forgive the stifling summers because the spring is lush and pastel sprinkled, because winter is merciful and brief, because corn bread and sweet tea and fried chicken are every bit as vital to a Sunday as getting dressed up for church, and because any southerner worth their salt says please and thank you. It's soft air and summer vines, pine woods and fat homegrown tomatoes. It's pulling the fruit right off a peach tree and letting the juice run down your chin. It's a closeted and profound appreciation for our neighbors in Alabama who bear the brunt of the Bubba jokes. The South gets in your blood and nose and skin bone-deep. I am less a part of the South than it is part of me. It's a romantic notion, being overcome by geography. But we are all a little starry-eyed down here. We're Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara and Rosa Parks all at once. — Amanda Kyle Williams

The gods love to fuck with us. — Lauren Groff

I only give expression to the instincts from my soul. — M. F. Husain

For the task assigned them Men aren't smart enough or sly Any rogue can blind them With a clever lie. — Bertolt Brecht

During my Austin years, I was drawing a regular strip for the University Of Texas newspaper, going to school, delivering blood, and trying to change my approach and 'style' as much as I could, since I knew that I'd calcify as I got older. — Chris Ware

A professor is someone who talks in someone else's sleep. — W. H. Auden

And evasions." Now the voice sounded faintly abashed. "I'm sorry, Miss Mason. We didn't think ... just a moment." The intercom clicked off, leaving me in silence once again. I stayed where I was, and kept waiting. The sound of a hydraulic lock unsealing broke the quiet. I turned to see a small panel slide open above the door, revealing a red light. It turned green and the door slid smoothly open, revealing a skinny, nervous-looking man in a white lab coat, eyes wide — Mira Grant

A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds. — Archibald MacLeish

I wonder why some people seem to be born knowing what they want to do with their lives and others - mostly me - have no idea. — Kasie West

He only is truly great, who hath great charity. He is truly great who deemeth himself small, and counteth all height of honour as nothing. — Thomas A Kempis

It all threatens to well back up, the tangle of things I'm too exhausted to face. There's only one thing I know with absolute certainty, and as I whisper her name and lean into her again, she lets me. Her hand leaves my chest and invites me in - she cups my cheeks as our lips meet, drawing me away from the frantic heat and toward something slower, something quiet. Something real. — Amie Kaufman

Writing isn't hard - no harder than ditch digging. — Patrick Dennis

Do y'all have enough stun guns for them? (Madaug) Does a bear defecate rurally? What kind of question is that for someone who owns the biggest gun store in town? Of course I got plenty. I got enough Tasers to light up New York City AND Boston just for giggles. (Bubba) — Sherrilyn Kenyon